My Father's Guitar

The first song I wrote on guitar. If you're not too busy getting hacked to pieces by a hockey mask-rocking, machete-wielding 80s cliche on this fine Friday the 13th, you should enjoy this song. It even has people dying. It's a sad song. Imagine that.


Lyrics:

chorus: I don't know what to do
when all my excuses are dead

verse 1: I buried your brown body
guitar in my hands
I took your voice
I took your face
I cut your strings
Replaced them with my own

chorus x 1

verse 2: I'm just like you without you
Without you
I'm just like you without you
Without you,
meaning I'm just like nobody
I've gotta' find myself.
Still gotta' find myself

chorus x 1

outro: I found myself at a funeral
But I found myself, at least I found myself
I found myself at a funeral
But I found myself, at least I found myself


© Daniel J DeMersseman

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